Thursday, January 31, 2013

Lit-toe-rally

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The nurse asked me if the Joyce part of my name came from an old relative. We got to chatting how there's been a renaissance of old names. It occurred to us that only the middle-class names are popular, not working-class names such as Ethel, and that perhaps this was one way working-class history was being erased.

We had a chat about comics, how many she read as a kid instead of TV. She also told me all about star signs: she was a virgo, like my son, with an obsessive desire for things to be just so. I'm a leo. We both talked about how we enjoy painting for fun. She said she likes to go to her beach house with a friend. I said I didn't have a beach house but my kids are always walking sand into our shed, ie our house, and that was more or less the same thing. And we compared our knees some more....

Now, it occurs to me, he was probably wondering why I wrote Tuesday the 30th of January on the first page when it was actually Wednesday the 30th....dyscalculia strikes again!

6 comments:

Oh Rachel, this made me laugh and cry! Laughed at your poo (I spent much of labour, without epidural, shouting to M "go and check I'm not pooing, it feels like I'm pooing!... and bless him, he did check...). Sad at your childhood medical experiences... terrifying (won't go into details but I know a little about this). But most of all... you've never had a cocktail!!! Oh man, do we need to go out on the town. Shame you're so far away.x

I haven't lived, Rachel! And yet, I've packed so much in. Glad it made you laugh. I missed out a panel about the other patient singing - pisces do that, apparently - sponteneously bursting into operatic song....I'll hold you to that night on t'arn!